With axe in hand he formulated a plan. The soup was delicious. The plan was based on the idea that the way things were going life.becoming.meaning less in terms of the excercise of the will, his will, the nihilism an unsuccesful belly gazing, he must do something wity the axe.
But the question as to what to do with the ax proved insoluablle until.now,it.was just dead weight t be carried around, .
France was a foregone conclusion after all how long can the old artifacts be conserved without the public loosing interest
In the ancien period
So he thought the soup will be always be there as a comfort
But remebering the old man telling him a populace can only be held at bay as long as beef bourgonon is plentiful to be had, a warmness enveloped his stomach.
Come hell and or high water as the soup thikens and art for art , sake the recepe be forgotten
As mcarthur park is melting in the rain .
So as he was saying the key is that mean8ngless preshadows the gravity of unreason and mob rule
Such as these toughts and warnings by the likes of collin wilson.nietzche and khrishnamurti.and others may have absolutely nothing at the time but now do
And the idea of.going over to the vasts french forests and cutting down some trees with it may appear equally vacuous to him and as a result he decided tol stay in the coffee and decided to vanture far more as lionized as thrilling an experience, unafraid of the van gogish strarry night closing in, while hearing the faint whirring of the remebrences of the past through the little machine parked next to the bottle of whisky set in a glistening bowl.
Definitely, a hut in Alzac Lorraine is out, he is not some character at some beginning of some early century.all hopefully pregnant of all the future vistas to come may disclose.
He became a transitory realist.